I tasted heaven

You know what heaven tastes like? I always thought maybe it might taste like pigeons (which is why I am always wanting to catch one to try) -- but now I know that heaven tastes like ... Stella and Chewy's raw beef steaks!

Mary, the nice manager at our local pet store, gave mommy and daddy two pieces for me to try. Boy oh boy. I really wasn't a foodie before and now I know why -- I was just waiting for the right food to come along! Forget about those expensive cookies from fancy dog bakeries. Dr Atkin's got it right -- Protein is the way to go.

I wonder if heaven sounds like "moooooo"?

I can sit and shake

Like every Saturday, mommy and daddy took me to Centinela Feed and Pet Supplies -- I said hello to my friends from The Bumper Foundation, and showed off my new skills to Mary -- I can sit, and then shake hands!

Let's see, so I learned two commands in two months. If I keep this up, I see an episode of Late Night with Conan O'Brien, featuring "Jose vs Triumph" pretty soon. We already look like brothers -- I can so take over his job.

Mommy and daddy said, that now I've mastered "Sit and Shake", I can move onto "Shake and Bake". Oh? I bet that's something that Triump can't do?!

I love plush squirrels

New toy came in the mail today --- it's Hide-A-Squirrel!

Mommy used to think those "Baby Einestein" and "Baby Mozart" things were crazy, but the marketing pitch of "intelligent cute toys for smart happy dogs" totally got her. Now she wants to buy the rest of the IQ toys. She wants to train me to be smart enough to get beers from the fridge (and then of course put me on YouTube). Uh huh.

Back to Mr Squirrels (or, squirrely-squirrely, as daddy wants to call them) -- I love, love, love them. Who doens't dream of plush squirrels? And mommy and daddy hide bones and treats in the trunk for me to find. Yum-O (Yes I watch Food Network)

Thanks for the present daddy!

A dirty dog joke

I hope no one finds this too offensive. It's all meant in good fun.

Woof woof woof three dogs walk woof woof a bar woof woof. Woof woof Chihuahua, woof woof Mini Pinscher, woof Shi-Tzu. Woof woof woof woof woof woof woof mild laxative woof. Woof woof woof woof? Woof woof woof woof woof! Woof woof woof woof woof, woof, woof woof woof woof - ruff.

Woof woof Mini Pinscher woof - "Woof! I thought you said you were going to take a Shi-Tzu woof woof!"

I am smart

A package came today -- turns out daddy ordered "101 dog tricks" from Amazon.com -- Mommy got all excited when she read "short haired dogs may not want to go to the 'down' position on bare floors". Duh! They had to spend $12 to figure that out? Have they tried laying down on the tile or hardwood floors without clothes on? It's cold!

So then she got us running around the house doing "down" on the rugs, blanket, carpet, couch, bed ... You want "down"? No problem! ... I got through two nice big pieces of sweet treats, just by posing to be lazy! Hehe.

p.s. Don't tell them that I already memorized the book "101 Human Tricks"

I am a brain surgeon

Mommy and daddy said that I am a born brain surgeon. They said I gave my toy booda and hippo "lobotomies". Now I can't play with them anymore because they have sad and droopy heads. Oh and, snow came out of their heads! But mommy an daddy said that's not snow. They said it's "polyfill".

Only if I had a treat for every time mommy and daddy use a big word on me. Ruff!

I am a Cinco de Mayo dog

I learned today, that my birthday is on 2006, May 05, which happens to be something called Cinco de Mayo. Mommy and Daddy promise to have a big o birthday party for me next year where there will be lots of other Jose's!

They also told me that they will invite Margarita -- she sounds nice and I hope she'll like me!